Post 532

I read your messages over and over again.
I remembered you telling me that you won't give up on hope 2 weeks ago.
I thought about the words you used to tell me.
I thought about how I let you down.
I thought about who I am.
I felt hopeless.
I got caught up in this life, I'm such a mess.
I wonder how I looked through your eyes.

People say that the bad memories cause the most pain. But actually it's the good ones that drive you insane.

I miss you. I really do.